Imagine Babysitter Novels & Stories

"I have a nanny for my daughter. Newborns are a lot of work, and she answered my ad. I can pull the ad up if I need to. She's watching her now while I'm here arguing with you." River smiled at him. "I hope that's the truth. Because she seems beneath you, Atlas." His jaw clenched. "Too small, really. A terrible fit for you." The others nodded in agreement. River laughed. "We were worried you were about to throw your life away for some human woman. Honestly, the thought of you dirtying your daughter's future because of a human. It was almost laughable." He tasted blood in his mouth because he bit down so hard. He inhaled through his nose, waving his hand. "She's a human babysitter," he said bl

Pornstar Babysitter: Shared by the Thornes Chapter 1: I Got Caught Filming My Masked P**n Videos by My Boss and Let Him Blackmail Me Into His Mouth The kid is finally asleep. I slip into the guest bathroom like I always do on nights when the Thornes are out late. Julian and Celeste Harrington — the elite power couple who pay me stupid money to watch their three-year-old while they attend galas and business dinners. I’m the perfect babysitter on paper. Quiet. Responsible. Wholesome.

He is the troublemaker. But they were both utterly glued to me all the time, their chubby arms reaching for me even when Blair tried to coax them into playing with her. “They’re obsessed with you” Blair said one evening watching as I juggled the two of them on my lap. “They’re smart” I joked, pressing kisses to their cheeks. “They know who carried them for months.” “Three months” Blair corrected with a small smirk. *** The babysitter we’d found was a teenage girl named Tara who lived in the apartment above us. She was thin and pale, with dark circles under her eyes that made her look older than she was.

And the sound of the main door shutting follows after that. “Tsk, that crazy kid. What? Me...a babysitter?” I chuckle bitterly, rising from the couch when I register slow, shuffling feet and dart my eyes toward the corridor’s entrance. A sleepy Domino is presented in his Spiderman pajamas and rubbing his eyes, having the hood of his top, on.

But instead of work, I initiated a call. The screen blinked for a moment before it connected. "Mommy!" Genesis's excited voice filled the speakers, her little hands smudging the camera as she fought for a better angle. I smiled, warmth blooming in my chest like a forgotten flame. "Hey, baby girl. What have you been up to? Did Uncle Monkey drive you crazy yet?" Cameron’s face appeared beside hers, mock-offended. "Excuse you. I'm the best babysitter in Southeast Asia. Possibly the world."

"Good morning, Sir. I'm Xyneth Lava Asuncion, here to apply as a babysitter. My past jobs might not be related to taking care of children, but I'll do my best to take good care of whomever I'm assigned to." The man answers in a cold tone, still looking at a painting framed on the wall. "How can you be so sure that you won't mess up in taking care of my son?" I'm still looking at the floor, bowing my head before I speak. "I'm not 100% certain that I won't make mistakes in taking care of your son, but I'm 101% sure that I will do everything I can to take good care of him. So please be kind and patient with him."

We both stare at each other for a moment before she speaks again. "Why aren't you letting it all out?" She says in what I assume is her normal voice. I cant help but laugh. "You really think I'd hook up with Zeke?" "You didn't?" She let's go of my hands. "No," I say through my laughter. "I'm babysitting him." "Oh, you are the babysitter! I am such an idiot," she laughs, face-palming herself. "Don't worry about it. I just can't believe you thought I'd be low enough to sleep with him. Who are you anyway?" I try not to sound rude in the last bit.

my aunt chimed in, entering the conversation and once again showing her disagreement with my idea. "What I'm going to do is something absolutely 'normal,' Aunt," I countered delicately. "Where is Eloá?" Oliver had brought his daughter with him because his wife had fired the two young babysitters for the girl, and he hadn't taken a liking to any of the professionals his wife had hired for the job.

Ima would make sure I babysit them , she was always elated to come back home because she'd take a break from her kids by handing them over to their grandma and very loving aunts, as she'd call Laila and I. I hugged Ima, right after the kids. She was all smiles as usual. "Ah Sister Ima see as you're shining, show me the way o" I teased and she giggled. "See this one, I'm supposed to be asking you sef, it's as if you have a boyfriend that's making you shine like this, gimme gist nau" I looked wide eyed at her. You people will not kill somebody "Abeg put me down o, I'm single for now, the only thing that is making me glow now is God o" I answered with with a chuckle

However, his parents were more concerned about who they saw rather than what they saw. "What is she doing here?" Tony demanded, vexed. Katty looked equally upset. Dante shifted his gaze to his dad. "She is Vincent's babysitter," Dante revealed, leaving them reeling with shock and disbelief. They exchanged a confused glance with each other before fixing their incredulous gaze on him, as if questioning his insanity. "Have you forgotten what she has done to you?" Katty asked, reminding him of the past. "That girl ran away with her boyfriend. She has no character. And you want that characterless girl to raise our grandchild," Tony fumed. Dante returned his glare with his own.